Bai Qian of the East Palace got married in Huada last night, and Donghua Jiu Feng officially met for the first time.

Grass grows in March and orioles fly in April. Beyond the vast East China Sea, there are ten miles of peach trees and flowers.

After 223 years of hard negotiations, the marriage between Jiuchongtian and Qingqiu Jiuwei White Fox was finally finalized at the beginning of this year, under the long consideration that the elders of the two ethnic groups could drag on for one day.

The auspicious day is carefully selected, which is the late spring season when peach blossoms are in full bloom.

The unlucky couple who have been dragged on for more than 200 years to get married smoothly are YeHua, the prince of cloud nine, and Bai Qian, the queen of clear autumn.

The four seas and eight wastes have been waiting for this grand ceremony for a long time, and immortals of all sizes have long foreseen it, which is not only a good day for these two. According to the demeanor of Tianjun, the ostentation and extravagance must be large and the seats must be extremely wide. Besides, people really can't figure out how he can show his regal.

But even so, when the wedding procession from the sky turned into a green hill and appeared beside the dead sea of Yuze Mountain, Migu Xianjun, who was waiting on the other side of the sea with a towel, felt that he might have underestimated Tianjun too much.

This wedding procession is not only wide, but also wide!

Fan Guxian Jun has always been with him, and he is quite qualified in the clear autumn. He has been a fairy for a long time, so he is naturally well informed.

There is no groom's wedding in heaven. As always, my brother helped him do it.

Fan Gu is thinking that Mo Yuan is YeHua's brother. In this case, it is reasonable for the clan god to appear in his sister-in-law's wedding procession.

When traveling to worship the gods, there must always be a high-order but not particularly high-order fairy to accompany them. In this way, it is also reasonable to follow the star who is in charge of the world's destiny under the seat of the Antarctic immortal emperor.

As for tianjun's third son Siming, he has never seen the dragon's tail all the year round, even worse than the song god. He is the third uncle of the prince. Although it seems that there is nothing wrong with him, there is no harm in watching the fun.

Fan Gu thought for a long time and found out some reasons why these three immortals came.

However, the legendary purple clothes and white hair beside Mo Yuan, who has been away from the world for hundreds of years, did not easily step out of the ninth heaven unless it was necessary, but only occasionally appeared in some portraits or at the banquet over nine days for future generations to remember Emperor Donghua. How did he end up in the wedding party?

Mi Gu racked his brains and couldn't figure out what it was.

In the middle is the blue sea, and Rao has a good eye for the valley. No matter how much, he can't see clearly.

A row of ostentation and extravagance went to Crescent Bay, but they didn't mean to cross the sea at once. But stopped beside Haizi, and a row of little fairy moths at the end of the team caught up in an orderly way, arranged the teahouse and tea set, and let several great gods take a break.

In the blue sea of afterlife, the breeze blows gently. When it rained around Haizi for half a circle, the flowers caught the last breath of late spring and slowly bloomed green flowers and bones.

His Royal Highness in Heaven and the groom's uncle even floated a few pieces of tea powder on the tea cover in a bored manner, looking at Donghua Emperor who was standing beside him and gossiping lightly: "Before Ben Jun left, I heard that the emperor planned to recruit a husband for nothing after China got married at night. The news has already spread."

Although Siming's position is lower than that of Donghua Emperor, he is also fortunate to say with Donghua Emperor that he will move beyond the cloud nine. But Donghua the Great is a mobile code. He is a mobile gossip encyclopedia, which is famous for knowing the secrets of three generations of ancestors far behind.

The touching gossip book was suppressed by the solemn atmosphere of the Shili wedding procession all morning. At this time, it's finally time to speak. Although I couldn't wait in my heart, I still adopted a steady attitude on my face, raised my hand and bowed my head, and made full use of etiquette before slowly saying, "Your Highness is right. There are five parties and five emperors in skyclan, and there are also five shortages and five emperors in the country of Qingqiu. Because Bai Qian's God will marry into skyclan sooner or later, 300 years ago, he gave his throne in the clear autumn to His Royal Highness Jiu Feng. As the only grandson of the White House, His Royal Highness Jiu Feng also intends to let her inherit the reunification of the Qing Dynasty and occupy a high position at a young age. "

Xiao Xiane went to add tea, and the company's life stopped, but the tea cooker curled up and glanced at Donghua through the hazy fog. The latter was sitting quietly, faintly scented with tea.

Song Lian seems to have been teased very interestingly. He raised his hand on the bench and smiled at the end of his eyes. "Go on."

After thinking for a while, the minister continued, "His Royal Highness Jiu Feng is only 30,000 years old. He was with the white emperor since he was a child. Because she is an only child, she is very fond and has a lively temper. It's not a problem to fish and shoot birds. He often plays tricks on people, even Xiaoxian has been teased several times. His royal highness was robbed once more than 500 years ago, and after several decades, he returned to heaven. In the past 500 years, I have also watched her grow up. Because she grew up as Chu Jun, she was also worried that no one would help her. In one hundred, zhi-jun bai decided to choose several husbands for her, but she ... "

Song Lian said, "What about her?"

Siming shook his head, and his eyes seemed to inadvertently glance at Donghua Emperor. He smiled and said, "Nothing, but His Highness Jiu Feng himself doesn't want to."

Song Lian leaned his cheek against the stone chair and said, "After hearing what you said, I remembered something that happened a hundred years ago. It is said that the Cangyi God who weaves mountains and mountains has married a wife, which seems to be related to the clear autumn. "

Siming thought for a moment and tried to answer, but Shen Moyuan, who had been sitting there silently for a long time, spoke first. His voice was clear and weak: "I just want to marry Cang …" Siming reminded him: "Cang Yi." Mo Yuan said, "When I married Cang Chi, I tied Jiu Feng to a sedan chair. Jiu Feng doesn't like it very much. That night, I just demolished the shrine on Zhiyue Mountain. "

His word "gang" is so light that he is scared when he hears it. He really didn't know this passage and thought he should answer it. As a result, he only turned out a long "Yi ..."

Song Lian smiled at the fan, sat up straight and said to Mo Yuan, "By the way, I remember someone telling me that you seemed to be the host of that year. Legend has it that Emperor Cangyi was very fond of this unmarried wife who demolished his shrine. There are still several portraits of Jiu Feng hanging in the renovated palace, and I think about things every day. "

Mo Yuan didn't speak again, but Siming sighed: "It's one thing to like it or not, and it's another to be unable to afford it. Xiaoxian also heard that Ji Qin of Zhong Hushan was interested in Bai Zhen, the fourth brother of God before dialogue, but how many people dared to rob people with the same smile? His Highness Jiu Feng committed suicide. There are very few people of the same status and age as the protoss. Her Royal Highness Jiu Feng was originally the most suitable queen except Bai Qian. But now that His Royal Highness is married to Bai Qian, others, no matter who she chooses, will marry her. But how important is the future husband in clear autumn, and how can white matter rest assured? Therefore, if he failed to arrange a blind date for His Highness Jiu Feng, he personally announced to the Four Seas and Eight Wastes that he would choose a husband for His Highness Jiu Feng that she liked best and that Qing Qiu felt suitable. "

When the wind blows, the flowers sway endlessly when it rains.

The fairy kindly handed Amin a cup of tea to moisten his throat. Siming Xing Jun covered the tea surface with tea to dig out two small buds, turned his eyes several times and turned to Donghua Emperor, frowning slightly. Sitting two feet away, Emperor Donghua put down his teacup and raised his eyes slightly.

With a loud noise, a huge wave suddenly rose near Haizi.

Ten-foot-high waves dispersed, and in the burning morning light, a beauty in red appeared beside Crescent Bay.

The beautiful woman's fair arm is holding a long black hair with a phoenix flower between her hair. Clothes and materials seem to avoid water, without half a grain of water, and they are still dancing in the morning breeze. A head of black hair was wet, and his forehead was wet on his cheek, smelling cold, but his eyes were curved with a little warmth, looking at Siming Xingjun who had just gossiped.

Siming quickly took a teacup and blocked half his face. Even Song handed him the fan in his hand: "Your face is too big for the teacup to stop. Use this. "

Siming wanted to kneel down with a sad face and pulled out a painful smile on his face: "I didn't know His Highness Jiu Feng was swimming here, but the fairy made a mistake. For the sake of knowing your highness for many years, please forgive him. "

Mo Yuan looked at Jiu Feng: "What were you doing hiding under the sea of previous lives?"

Jiu Feng, dressed in red, stood on the still water and looked dignified: "Exercise."

Mo Yuan smiled and said, "What are you doing up here? Made a special trip to scare your life? "

After a pause, Jiu Feng said to the company commander who was kneeling on the ground in pain: "Did you just say that Ji Qin on the Bell Pot Mountain really likes my brother-in-law?"

Emperor Donghua quietly looked at Bai without saying a word.

Seeing her again, after 30 years on earth, that long night was lonely, painful, regretful and missing, and he lived a life that was worse than death. Back in Taichen Palace, his memory miraculously exists. When he knew that she was white, the joy in his heart could not stop. I know what she did for him in Taichen Palace, but I'm afraid she will never forgive him. But after hearing that she had taken forgetfulness medicine, she felt a little secretly pleased, although very sad. Fortunately, the forgetting medicine can erase all the harm caused to her.

After returning from the mortal world, 500 years of seclusion in Tyson Chak Palace was not peaceful. He observes Xiaofeng's every move through a wonderful mirror every day. He wants to appear in front of Xiaofeng countless times. Countless nights, I avoided the white matter, Yan Yan and others in the clear autumn, came to the clear autumn, secretly glanced at the sleeping Xiao Feng, kissed her gently and held her in my arms, for fear that she would find out later and erase all traces left on her. I knew in my heart that she had forgotten herself, but I never knew what a heartbreaking feeling it was that she didn't know herself at all in front of me. He felt it for the first time in 360,000 years.

His lover, his wife, really forgot him completely.